This is a song about "Gifted child"

And i'm still considered a child

Their sayin on my mind

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living,

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

Patience child. i smile upon you.

What preceded was the clue

Gifted, while drifting shot still got it in the net

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

Enough of the #wisdom i'm gifted,

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

Spit till fitted, rubs this subliminal mindd shifted to saying bitch im gifted...

Young gifted and black born to win

Well baby bot there ain't no question

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

Lyrically gifted, i split it like spliffers do, it's mystical,